Status: Done.
North Star: A Diary
The picture your words create.
Everything was in black and white; the sound was low almost muted. You walked in and a dark silhouette followed you. I sat on a couch with the light streaming on my face. I smiled at you and you smiled back. When I looked more closely at what followed you it was words. All bunch together in the shape of a person. She slipped past you and slinks towards me and kissed my lips and smiled sweetly at me. Though she had no features I knew she was beautiful, my heart started to pound. You sat next to me and kissed me where she did and my heart kicked it up to notches.
She then placed her hand on my thigh as you kissed my neck. I could feel heat spread across my body from the combined touches. I had never mixed her and you before. She who is sacred to me in ways no human is. You, the one who keeps bringing her to my doorstep, every time I see you she is not far behind. As her hands run across my body they leave words in their wake. Beautiful is written on my inner thigh, powerful on my lower back. Ursa Major is written on my left breast above where the heart should be. I am not sure how we became undress or if we were ever really clothed but her hands trailing my body keep me from pondering this for to long. Your hands are on my lower back tracing the word, powerful.
You make gentle circles with your fingers and it makes my breath quicken and my heart pounds so loud that it is almost deafening to hear. When your hands leave my body I am aware that she grabs you. She is kissing you and I am fixated on the beauty of the union not even slightly jealous that her concentration is now on you. Or that your attention is now on her. She turns from your sweet kisses and to smile at me, she lets you go and pushes you towards me. My body quiver as you draw near to me. I lift up my hand and let them wander across your body, but it is when she touches my hand gently that I touched you with more passion. I want you more now then before because I can feel the flow of her in you. We, you and I, match that way. Her blood courses through our veins, she makes us one. Uniting us she is our common ground. We both love her, you and I. We both need her.
My lips explore your body while she whispers in your ear. Secrets that the two of you share, low spoken words that only the two of you can hear. I can hear your distant moans of pleasure as my mouth wraps around you and she caresses the back of your neck with her tongue. I feel her move to my side and a surge of passion flows throughout my body as she strokes my side. I am unaware of when she moved to my side but the more she touches me, the more passion and words fill my body. Life, love, stars, embrace, passion, mystery, connection, these words line my rib cage like bread crumbs on a forest floor. You pull my hair and I look up at you. You are so beautiful, incredibly, breathtaking-Ly beautiful. You skin reminds me of dark chocolate stretch across those sexy arms of yours. I feel your body quiver, I anticipate the taste of you and I digest your essence. You life me up and our lips meet and I can’t see her but I feel her touching us. Us. She is making us one.
You pull me closer, hungry for me, or is it that you are hungry for her? Either way our kiss deepens. I can not tell where she ends and you begin. I am so aware of you, you become my center. I can feel you inside of me, filling me with your extraordinary beauty. She seems to have melted into you because when I look up into your smile, I can see her glimmer and I wonder if you can feel how you embody her. When we lower to the sheets your hands tremble from the exhilaration and you hold me close to your body. I love you were the only words spoken but in the words much more was said. I no longer search for my lost lover because I know she lives in you as much as she lives in me.
She then placed her hand on my thigh as you kissed my neck. I could feel heat spread across my body from the combined touches. I had never mixed her and you before. She who is sacred to me in ways no human is. You, the one who keeps bringing her to my doorstep, every time I see you she is not far behind. As her hands run across my body they leave words in their wake. Beautiful is written on my inner thigh, powerful on my lower back. Ursa Major is written on my left breast above where the heart should be. I am not sure how we became undress or if we were ever really clothed but her hands trailing my body keep me from pondering this for to long. Your hands are on my lower back tracing the word, powerful.
You make gentle circles with your fingers and it makes my breath quicken and my heart pounds so loud that it is almost deafening to hear. When your hands leave my body I am aware that she grabs you. She is kissing you and I am fixated on the beauty of the union not even slightly jealous that her concentration is now on you. Or that your attention is now on her. She turns from your sweet kisses and to smile at me, she lets you go and pushes you towards me. My body quiver as you draw near to me. I lift up my hand and let them wander across your body, but it is when she touches my hand gently that I touched you with more passion. I want you more now then before because I can feel the flow of her in you. We, you and I, match that way. Her blood courses through our veins, she makes us one. Uniting us she is our common ground. We both love her, you and I. We both need her.
My lips explore your body while she whispers in your ear. Secrets that the two of you share, low spoken words that only the two of you can hear. I can hear your distant moans of pleasure as my mouth wraps around you and she caresses the back of your neck with her tongue. I feel her move to my side and a surge of passion flows throughout my body as she strokes my side. I am unaware of when she moved to my side but the more she touches me, the more passion and words fill my body. Life, love, stars, embrace, passion, mystery, connection, these words line my rib cage like bread crumbs on a forest floor. You pull my hair and I look up at you. You are so beautiful, incredibly, breathtaking-Ly beautiful. You skin reminds me of dark chocolate stretch across those sexy arms of yours. I feel your body quiver, I anticipate the taste of you and I digest your essence. You life me up and our lips meet and I can’t see her but I feel her touching us. Us. She is making us one.
You pull me closer, hungry for me, or is it that you are hungry for her? Either way our kiss deepens. I can not tell where she ends and you begin. I am so aware of you, you become my center. I can feel you inside of me, filling me with your extraordinary beauty. She seems to have melted into you because when I look up into your smile, I can see her glimmer and I wonder if you can feel how you embody her. When we lower to the sheets your hands tremble from the exhilaration and you hold me close to your body. I love you were the only words spoken but in the words much more was said. I no longer search for my lost lover because I know she lives in you as much as she lives in me.
♠ ♠ ♠
♥ For my muse